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wiithhope · 7 years
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Beth chuckled at his laughter, despite the feeling that weighed heavy inside of her stomach. Nervous, scared. It had nothing to do with her group and more with to do with the fact that Simon had laid it out for her and she was scared for Connor, scared for how it could all end up. They were playing a dangerous game but her heart tended to ignore that when he came to her, asking her to go away with him for a few days. A vacation. It was silly and yet, she had packed a backpack without thinking. "Not worried about that." She spoke honestly, moving to taking his hand in her own. Fingers lacing with his, she smiled over at him. "Worried about Simon, I guess." She murmured. Gently squeezing his hand, she shrugged. “Make me forget about it?” @salvadorshijo
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               ❝My head feels like shit-❞ The blonde then moved to dab her fingers against the wound she’d sustained along her hairline. It stung, but it was also nothing compared to what could’ve happened. She shook her head with a classic Anna smile. ❝Trust me. The biters got it worse than I did. So...did you find anything useful?❞ She inquired with a quirk of her brow.
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The boy chuckled softly, glancing over at the other. “Aww, I think you’re smitten with me.”
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motheriing · 7 years
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“I’m not leaving you alone. Not now, not ever.”
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It had been the fall down the stairs that had bruised flesh and twisted her ankle. Everyone had run in panic and, on accident, someone had bumped into her and heels had caught and she stumbled down to the floor. It had only been with good fortune that Connor had taken notice of her struggle. But she could only go so far as their HOME was attacked. She had to sit, to take the weight off her swelling ankle.
❝ I’m just going to slow you down. ❞
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CAAAAAZ. thank you hun! right back at ya
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      ‘ ---- Connor, look at me. i don’t know what they all want from me but i am carrying a child. if that means anything to you, you don’t have to do this.’ she said softly as she looked into his eyes. she honestly didn’t know if they wanted her dead or what they wanted but all she knew is that she was willing to do whatever it took to stay alive. ‘ ---- i know you’re a good person, i trust you’ll do the right thing here. just let me go.’ 
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Sanctuary they called it. To him, it felt more like a c a g e. At least it was safe. He had to give the Saviors and their lion of a leader some credit for that. Personally he wasn’t into the whole saving lives business, unless it suited his fancy but being around Connor made it hard to stay that way. 
He’d developed a nasty habit of making sure he was around when the kid went outside the walls. The goddamn kid was likeable. Even being Negan’s kid, who Harley didn’t really have any personal beef with. It was w e i r d how easily he got along with Connor, especially considering they didn’t talk all that much, aside from the usual business. 
Like today- 
Another pick up had been arranged and Harley had made sure to get on board the truck before they all pulled out, settling in next to Connor and flashing him a c h e s h i r e c a t  grin. 
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motheriing · 7 years
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‘intimate’
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63. forehead kisses 
Eye lids fluttered shut as she felt the warm lips of her husband’s son against her forehead. She’d been lost to the world at the sight of a child dying from an illness that medicine hadn’t been able to cure. They’d been lucky in the fact that no one had managed to catch the illness, but having seen a coffin of such a size to fit a kid that should have been going into the fourth grade instead of in the ground had been far too much for her. The thought of her own daughters and the doubt that they were still out in the world had really pulled her down into the depths and she had needed to be alone, though desperately she needed someone to reach out to her to pull her from that darkness.
Lisa leaned into the warmth for only a split moment before she pulled away from him and looked up at him, glassy blue eyes stared at him in gratitude.
❝ Thank you. This week hasn’t been the best. ❞
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「SEND “❥” FOR AN AFFECTIONATE STARTER BASED OFF OF A RANDOM PROMPT BELOW THE LINE.」 - 14. muse 1 instigates a game of tag in muse 2′s apartment room
Beth grinned as she watched Connor, so serious and focused on the book in his hands. She enjoyed the moment, it was quiet and they were in their bubble. Nothing was touching them. They were safe and together. And as much as she enjoyed the moment, she found herself wanting his attention. Sitting up, she shifted toward him and laid her head in his lap, knowing that she was now covering up the book.  Leaning up, she grinned at him before placing a quick but soft kiss against his lips. “I was thinking,” She murmured before pulling back and rolling out of his way and off of the bed. “Tag.” Beth whispered in his ear, kissing his cheek before running off and skipping across his room.
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inperterritus · 8 years
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            ‘ i don’t need to do ANYTHING i don’t want to, so why don’t you back up ??  i’m NOT SCARED of you or that monstruo despiadado you call a father. ’
@salvadorshijo  |  starter call.
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motheriing · 7 years
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“i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.”
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❝ It’s still looks too deep for me, ❞ Lisa told as she pulled his hand from beneath the running water and dabbed it carefully with a dry towel. Movements were well practiced from a life time of taking care of her daughters wounds whenever they did something they had been specifically told not to go play on or go around., ❝ Let’s get it cleaned up with some alcohol and see if it needs some stitches or just a band aid and a kiss to make it feel better. ❞
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dothcmath-blog · 7 years
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salvadorshijo replied to your post: �� sorry not sorry beach ball lady nuts
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* TRASHES WITH YOU *
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